NEW POEM. This one was made with relapsing back into Depression in mind, with a format that might work as a spoken word poem, because I wanted to experiment with that style, to see how it feels. As always let me know what you think.
Relapse
Sometimes happiness comes with the fear
That the familiar darkness is all-too-near
That my confident will turn to coy
That my life will lose its joy
That everything I had fought through
Would
Be back
Again.
When that day does come, with its heavy air
Suffocating me and stripping me bare,
It feels as if my soul is covered with tar
That a small distance seems too painfully far
That the air around me is filling with smoke
And I
Am running
Into the fire.
Sometimes it’s easier than the last
Sometimes you’re mind isn’t obsessed with the past
Sometimes it can be harder than you’ve known
Where the pain is like you’ve broken every bone
Sometimes you’re not prepared, so just enjoy
The light
When
Its bright.
